Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."
"None of you are normal."
"You're a bunch of freaks!"
"What a unique form of inversion that is."
"Thanks for the compliment."
...
Soon, there were less than three minutes left until the final battle commenced.
Both civilizations were ready.
There was no formation.
The scene was too chaotic; individuals from both civilizations were scattered, obviously anticipating a melee as soon as the boundary barrier collapsed, yet both sides had uniformly kept their distance from the boundary line.
They left about three hundred meters, a total of six hundred meters apart.
No one knew how many traps the opposing civilization had laid in those three hundred meters, and nobody dared to be the first to charge across. The leaders of both civilizations expected the war to be difficult to conclude within a month.